On a cloudy but hot afternoon 19,790 came out to watch the Tigers come to Portman Road, both teams were sitting uncomfortably at the bottom of the table without a point.

Inside the ground I was about as excited as a kid strapped in a dentist chair. Truthfully I was feeling ever so slightly optimistic, well it couldn't get much worse than the Leicester display could it?

This week saw Mark Noble and Simon Walton come in on loan and I was very much looking forward to seeing what they had to offer as they jumped straight into the starting 11.

Lewis Price came in for Shane Supple who hadn't started the season well, I was pleased to see Price back in goal for the good of the club and NOT because of reasons from rumours announced by my brother to the stand!

In the first minute, Jon Parkin from Wolves (Towns Sam Parkin was not in the Squad due to transfer speculations) sent my heart into a dive, he is one big scary man who looks like he should be on a rugby field, and there is a reason I don't go to watch live rugby- It's scary!

The first 5 minutes was end to end with both teams having their share of chances, but both teams equally poor once inside the box.

The encouraging play to start the match got the town fans going with the best round of singing to come from Portman Road for a long time, confirming Robert Earnshaw is in fact an alien and Jon Parking is a fat bar steward.

In the 13th Minute excitement took over when a bag came onto the pitch, no not Delia Smith with a rallying speech (Thank God) this was a plastic carrier bag, from the Co-Op I think, oh how it flew!

Lewis Price was looking strong and confident on the quarter hour, booming out orders so loudly that those in the TA were getting confused. Shortly after Peters had a shot which went over, I didn't see the run up to the attack as I was too busy looking at Price's hair.

On 18 minutes Hull won a free kick in the Town half but causes no problems as Price collects as easy as an old man in a post office with a pension book.

21 minutes Peters again causes hassles like an unassisted child with a felt-tip pen, wins the ball and a free kick.

Half an hour into the match I saw Jesus, no really I did, he was in block JJ of the Britannia Stand!

33 minutes, nothing out of the ordinary- pathetic defending by town, luckily Parkin's strike was just as pathetic, not even making contact with the ball!

2 minutes later Alan Lee was back in his comfortable position- on the floor. Soon after whilst a Tiger receives treatment, everyone else has a drink which sparks a conversation on needing to pee whilst playing football, thrilling hey!

40 minutes gone a tobacco packet roams the pitch, hey people SMOKING KILLS and in the 43rd minute whilst I sing the A-Team, Forster plays rugby. The smell of chips makes me hungry at 44 minutes and Naylor is wrestled down (no not by Forster).

Half time 0-0 although the game had been end to end, goalkeepers Lewis Price and Boaz Myhill must have had some kind of hypnotic effect, as soon as play entered the 18 yard box everyone seems to forget what they're doing.

Jaime Peters and Nicky Forster kicked off the second half but it wasn't long before the game was  halted as De Vos laid flat out requiring treatment, but is soon back up skipping.

On the 50th minute I was so tired I could no longer see the south end of the pitch but I wasn't too fussed, as that was where Hull were shooting, and I was confident that nothing was going to happen there.

On 53 minutes I once again got my pen stuck in my hair, meanwhile Gavin Williams falls over the ball, so to does the defending player with a bit of help from Williams who then sees yellow.

Tractor Boys are finally getting into gear and have a few attempts at shots before goalkeeper Myhill collects comfortably from Noble's low shot.

In the 56th minute I have a conversation on footballers named Will and failed to think of any, bummer hey.

The end to end play continued, don’t get me wrong, it was end to end but nothing over exciting until Alan Lee hit the wrong side of the net, at least that showed he does still exists and that someone knows where the goal is.

In the 70th minute Town fans call for a penalty, but correctly nothing given, as Noble goes down like a barrel on a hill and Haynes comes on for the constantly tired looking Lee.

At this point in the game the excitement is so intense that a conversation about the toothbrushes in my bathroom takes place. To my amusement When Currie replaces Peters the cheers are few in number and low in volume. Immediately Currie takes a corner from which De Vos is kicked in the head and needs treatment again.

Good defending by Hull denies Haynes a way through from his energetic runs down the right, but the same as everyone else, when he finally does get in the box, he forgets what he is doing.

In the 84th minute Currie joins British Airways and goes flying, wins a free kick but gives it straight to the keeper. Then Wilnis comes on for Bruce with a much more lively response from the fans. Good work from Haynes then wins town a corner as Noble gets squashed. The corner is followed by another, and another and then a flying crisp packet.

Still in the Hull box De Vos heads the ball out, resulting in a goal kick, who would have thought it, fans were outraged.

The game finished a goalless draw but anyone who had been to the Walkers Stadium the week before will have noticed the improvement. The presence of Noble and Walton made a difference adding the midfield as the most active position for the first time this season. The match really was from one end to the other with Town looking the ever so slightly more threatening, and in the non-stop action we nearly forgot the funky sock competition, which I won with my giraffe themed socks- I'm back in the game. Oh yeah and so are Ipswich as we are lifted from bottom spot with their first point. Better late than never!

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